Soaring Ceilings. Stainless steel appliances. Dead realtor not included.

I have zero interest in moving...but my sister has other ideas.

Instead of spending her time in Seattle doing touristy things, my sister scheduled an appointment with a realtor to find my fiancée a dream home.

House-hunting. How bad could it be?

Really bad.

Day one, our realtor gets murdered. To make matters worse, there are two new realtors circling the property before the body is cold...each more suspicious than the other.

Now I'm tangled in something far messier than a mortgage application.

The only thing harder than finding a dream home is surviving the people trying to sell it to me.

Holt Jacobs isn't for everyone. He's a sarcastic introvert who can never get quite enough coffee. Becoming a sarcastic sleuth was unexpected, but as an engineer, Holt is used to solving puzzles.